"Word is those four cats got nabbed by HPD last week, them Underground
Pyramid boys? They all got slotted. For real. Remember how the cops was
trying to get those suspects from that party shooting on the South side
and when they found them dudes and threw them in jail they all scratched
black X's over they mouths and refused to speak? Remember that shit? You
know what I'm talking about, right? You knew one of them boys. Kincaid
Simmons. Your sister used to run with him when she was in school, before
she graduated. Kincaid was kinda hard, but no one thought he was ignorant
like that. To just shoot them kids at that party for no good reason? People
change, though. Drug game make a monster out of the sweetest brother you know.
Anyway, Kincaid and his boys? All them niggas dead.
Yup. They got popped last night at the Sheriff's
department. Not only them, but all the guys being
transported to the county. There was a rapist- that
fool from Almeda? Rogers or Rugers, something like
that. The one got them 5 girls at the mall last year.
And that boy Hayden Cain? 'Smiley.' The crooked cop
they scooped up in that State-wide investigation two
days ago? They got that white boy, too. Damn shame.
But what's such a trip, though, is that while the other
police was there securing the scene, interviewing
witnesses, stretching out that yellow tape and drawing
all them damn chalk outlines, somebody went and
blew up that train on the west side. You know, over by
the interstate? Now, the news don't want to say
what's going on over there, right? But my boy Sonny
say that them trains was full of guns and things. Like
explosives. Bad stuff. And check this: the Sheriff got
a call minutes after the explosion derailed that
motherfucker and the nigga on the line said
the real Underground Pyramid was claiming
responsibility for both of them crimes. The jailhouse
shooting andthe train. This brother said that 'all
pretenders to the Pyramid will be silenced.' And that's
why they brought the Feds in on this shit right here.
My neighbor Bill can't even find a place to park his
Tacoma down there.
Ask King. He talked to Sonny, too. He'll tell you all
about this shit."